Chapter 73 The Snow Seems to Have Stopped
Snow fell on Gong Huai's messy hair.
Gong Huai was wearing a large doll costume, revealing a small head. His eyes were red, as was the tip of his nose. His usually cold face was now covered in transparent tears.
He stared blankly at Ning Zhiran in front of him.
They were obviously so close to each other, probably only two fists apart, but Gong Huai felt as if they were standing at two ends of the world.
Gong Huai blinked, and soon tears began to fall from his lower eyelashes:
"Hello... stranger. My name is Gong Huai, and I just turned twenty-three this year."
"Then, I like a person named Ning Zhiran very much."
"...Will you be with me again?"
Ning Zhiran leaned over and kissed him, imitating what Gong Huai had done before and swallowing the tears on Gong Huai's face:
"Hello, my name is Ning Zhiran, I'm 24 years old, and I'm a big fool. Are you willing to forgive me, a big fool?"
Gong Huai understood and said, "Hmm," and happily touched Ning Zhiran's head: "I forgive you reluctantly."
He hugged Ning Zhiran for a while, then asked, "When did you recognize me?"
Ning Zhiran: "Your dance is too ugly. If the staff could really dance like you, they should have been fired long ago."
Gong Huai smiled dully, with a faint dimple on his face: "This dress is so hot. My eyes are sweating from the heat."
Ning Zhiran wrapped her hands with her sleeves and helplessly wiped away the tears from Gong Huai's face.
But why does it keep getting worse the more I wipe?
As Ning Zhiran wiped it, she felt uncomfortable in her heart and began to sob.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Dead, I shouldn't have run away. I'm so stupid, I didn't think of adopting..."
Gong Huai held Ning Zhiran's hand that was still wiping his tears.
"Ning Zhiran, you are wrong. You have no idea how I spent my day today."
Ning Zhiran whimpered twice: "You don't know how I spent my day. You big idiot, why did you accompany me to play so many games when we first came here when you were obviously afraid of heights?"
Gong Huai sniffed and said without thinking: "Because of you. I like you."
Ning Zhiran cried even harder: "You are such a fool! Why don't you just go to bed early? Why do you have to torture yourself like this? How can I wake up if you don't sleep with me? You fool, you big fool!"
Gong Huai: "I was planning to sleep with you at that time, and I even bought the condoms."
"Huh?" Ning Zhiran turned around, "Then why didn't you sleep with me?"
Gong Huai: "When I got home that day, I told you that I left my clothes in the car and my card holder was inside my clothes. Actually, I left my clothes on purpose, and there was no card holder in my clothes pocket at all."
Ning Zhiran: “…Huh?”
Gong Huai: "That's why I took you out for a drink. My original plan was to knock you down when we got to your house."
Ning Zhiran: "Then?"
Gong Huai: "You think I'm an illusion. I'm not happy. I hope you can remember me clearly instead of taking advantage of me."
Nervous. You're such a...
A law-abiding psychopath. A psychopath who pried open the window of my heart and threw away the lock.
Ning Zhiran cried so hard that she couldn't stop crying.
Gong Huai originally wanted to comfort Ning Zhiran. But seeing Ning Zhiran's sad expression, Gong Huai thought about the day before. How much mental preparation did this little rabbit tooth have to go through before running away from home and even writing such a long essay for him?
Thinking of this, Gong Huai's eyes gradually filled with tears.
This is really a strange scene.
Two grown men, one holding a bottle of wine and the other wearing a doll costume, sat in the snow in the playground instead of sitting on the bench next to them, holding their heads and crying.
The snow seemed to have stopped.
Because Ning Zhiran was drunk and couldn't drive, the little Toyota was temporarily parked in the parking lot.
As soon as he got into Gong Huai's Rolls-Royce, Gong Huai, who had taken off his doll costume, immediately turned up the heater in the car to the maximum, and looked at Ning Zhiran worriedly from time to time.
Ning Zhiran also found it amazing. The Rolls-Royce was clearly his dream car, but now he knew very well that the happiness in his heart did not come from the Rolls-Royce.
The two men with swollen eyelids looked at each other and smiled at each other.
Gong Huai: "Let's get married."
Ning Zhiran: "Then we have to prepare in advance. Do we need to find a notary public?"
Gong Huai tapped the steering wheel impatiently: "I want to marry you now. I don't want to wait. After I marry you, I want to fuck you to death and make you leave me. I must punish you."
...Even if we weren't married, you still fucked me a lot.
Gong Huai: "Wake up and go see your mother this afternoon. We'll let her know."
Ning Zhiran slid down from the car seat and slumped down on the leather chair: "Ah, this is so complicated."
Gong Huai: "There will be many complicated things in the future. You will still have to take care of my bank card and all my money."
"Really?!" Ning Zhiran's eyes lit up, "There's such a good thing."
"Yeah. Yeah. I work hard to make money, and you keep an eye on me. I can spend money, so it's just right that you keep an eye on me."
Gong Huai laughed again after saying that: "Actually, I saw all the messages you sent me when my dad locked me up. You deducted 1 point for letting me see them? And you even told me a joke?"
Ning Zhiran hit Gong Huai hard: "You've seen it, why don't you reply?"
Because my dad asked me the same question as you.
And I hadn't even thought about this.
I was desperate. I blamed myself. I felt incompetent. I wasn't the one who had it all figured out.
I really don't have the face to reply you.
Gong Huai looked at Ning Zhiran gently and made up a white lie: "I wanted to reply to you, but my phone is out of battery."
Ning Zhiran noticed the change in Gong Huai's eyes, but still nodded slightly.
Gong Huai stepped on the accelerator and said, "Let's go. Your husband will take you home to sober you up."
Ning Zhiran leaned back comfortably in her chair: "Do I really have to meet my mother today..."
"Yes, yes. If you dare to run away again, I will let your family join me in catching you."
A thought flashed through Ning Zhiran's mind. He was originally happy, but when he thought of that thought, he was not so happy anymore.
Ning Zhiran looked out the window, not daring to look at Gong Huai: "Let's just forget it."
The car braked instantly.
Gong Huai said unhappily: "What do you mean."
Ning Zhiran stammered, "I'm not a fire element... I, I can't save you. What will you do if you die alone? How pitiful..."
Gong Huai patted Ning Zhiran's head lightly.
"What's the big deal?" Gong Huai said, "You're an adult, and you still believe this."
Ning Zhiran turned around: "But isn't this what the fortune teller said—"
"Ning Zhiran, without you, I will live my whole life alone, and I will only live my whole life alone, because before I fell in love with you, this was my original plan."
Ning Zhiran didn't understand: "Why? Are you crazy?"
Gong Huai said, "To put it bluntly, I have a lot of problems. I don't think anyone is good enough for me. Instead of looking for a partner who I don't like, I'd rather live on my own."
Ning Zhiran chuckled, "Brother, if you have so many problems, how come you're interested in a little pawn like me?"
Because you're a gold-plated, shiny ball, idiot.
Gong Huai took one hand off the steering wheel and held Ning Zhiran's hand: "The first time I went to your house, you were drunk at the door."
"I was a little helpless at the time, and there was nothing I could do but carry you home. But your home surprised me."
Ning Zhiran: "Why? It's too small and too shabby? Young Master, you've never seen such a small house, right?"
"No." Gong Huai smiled, "I saw you use colored clay to decorate that little house beautifully."
"You are colorful, and I am black. This is not something that can be determined by fate. I really need a fire like you, Ning Zhiran."
I need you to illuminate my barren self.
Only you can light me up.
Only you.
After all, Ning Zhiran hadn't slept well yesterday because of all the secret plans he had made to escape. As soon as he got home, he slept soundly for two hours.
Gong Huai lay quietly beside Ning Zhiran, staring at the sleeping Ning Zhiran.
He reached out, picked up a handful of Ning Zhiran's hair, and rubbed it slowly in his hand.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ning Zhiran woke up. When he opened his eyes, Gong Huai was still standing beside him, staring at him.
Ning Zhiran laughed in his heart, but said stiffly: "What are you doing, you stupid dog."
Gong Huai: "You are so beautiful."
Ning Zhiran was shy and quickly got up and tidied himself up. Gong Huai didn't say anything and just followed him, watching him take a bath, wash his face, brush his teeth, and wipe the corners of his mouth with a dry face towel.
rather:"………"
He wanted to let Gong Huai go out, but when he thought of Gong Huai's tearful face during the day, he felt reluctant to let him go.
Ning Zhiran squeezed the facial cleanser twice, took a deep breath, and blew some bubbles from the facial cleanser. The bubbles fell on Gong Huai's face like snow in the daytime.
With a serious face and a white beard like Santa Claus, Ning Zhiran couldn't help but bent over and laughed, holding his stomach.
Gong Huai wiped the bubbles off his face with the back of his hand. He was initially confused, wondering what was so funny about this.
But seeing Ning Zhiran smiling so happily, with her shoulders shaking and two rows of neat white teeth showing, Gong Huai's mouth corners slowly lifted up, as if moved by Ning Zhiran's movements.
Aunt Ning also quickly replied to Ning Zhiran's message, expressing her willingness to have dinner together in the evening and talk to them again.
"I really don't like your mother." Gong Huai drove the Rolls-Royce with one hand and held Ning Zhiran's hand tightly with the other.
Ning Zhiran: "I don't like the way she is now. How could she gradually become like this?"
Gong Huai: "Perhaps she has never changed. It's just that when you were little, you beautified her in your heart. And now you have grown up and become stronger."
That makes sense. Ning Zhiran nodded. "When I was little, I loved my mother very much, especially when she sang to me to sleep. She was so gentle."
Gong Huai was happy and deliberately sang slowly: "Go to sleep, sleep, little baby, the wind blows away the clouds and the stars are shining..."
Ning Zhiran was so embarrassed that her face turned red: "Alright, alright! Stop making fun of me about this!"
Gong Huai: "I'm not laughing at you. When you have a husband in the future, it won't be okay for him to sing to you to sleep."
rather:"."
Gong Huai: "Oh, by the way, you called me 'baby' that night. You never call me that normally. Come on, call me 'baby' and let your husband hear it."
Ning: "Bao——"
Gong Huai pricked up his ears expectantly.
Ning Zhiran: "Bao, you big-headed ghost! Why are you talking so much? Just drive properly!"
In order to entertain Aunt Ning, Gong Huai had booked a Western restaurant with a sea view in advance. As soon as Aunt Ning was picked up from the hotel, she got into the car in a hurry, looking around at the interior.
As expected, he asked a lot of questions that had nothing to do with the two of them or their relationship.
For example, what does Gong Huai's family do? How many children are there in Gong Huai's family? These are all questions whose answers can be found on the Internet.
It was obvious that she already had the answer in her mind, but she was pretending to be ignorant while knowing the answer clearly. She just wanted to hint at it indirectly.
To Ning Zhiran's surprise, Aunt Ning hardly resisted their relationship and seemed to have already accepted the fact that her son had a boyfriend.
Of course, I also asked for a car.
...and also asked for a suite in W City.
Ning Zhiran's face turned black, and it was only thanks to Gong Huai pinching his hand from below that Ning Zhiran managed to hold back from exploding.
I've only heard of mothers selling their daughters, but this is the first time I've seen one selling its son.
On the way back, Ning Zhiran collapsed on the car seat, her eyes a little wet again: "It seems that my mother really doesn't love me..."
Gong Huai helped Ning Zhiran fasten her seatbelt. "You have a husband who loves you. He will give you lots of love and money. He will buy you a big house, a big Bentley, and a big Rolls-Royce. He will make you proud at home. Don't be sad, okay, Ningning?"
Ning Zhiran's lips pursed into a wave shape: "You are so kind, Gong Gou. If I had known you were so kind and didn't despise me for having such a family, I wouldn't have scolded you so much before."
Gong Huai tilted his head and thought for a moment: "If you didn't scold me like that, I wouldn't be able to like you so quickly."
Ning: "Huh? Why?"
Gong Huai refused to answer this question.
Anyway, the result is good. Yeah. Nothing much to say.
Gong Huai said, "Ning Zhiran, you've never said you like me. I want to hear it."
Ning Zhiran uttered an "ah" and said a little embarrassedly: "I, I let you fuck me, this doesn't mean I like it."
Gong Huai suddenly asked for no reason: "What is our relationship now?"
Ning Zhiran blushed: "Sustainable development relationship."
Gong Huai smiled and poked Ning Zhiran's arm: "Then tell me you like me."
Ning Zhiran's face turned even redder. After hesitating for a while, she leaned over to Gong Huai's ear and whispered:
"I love you."
This time it was Gong Huai's turn to blush, and even his foot, which was about to step on the accelerator, froze in place.
Gong Huai stared at the tiny white hairs on Ning Zhiran's Adam's apple, his pupils trembling: "No."
Ning Zhiran's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"
Gong Huai unbuckled his seat belt and kissed her.
"I don't want to go home. I want to fuck you right now."
Ning Zhiran's mouth was blocked, and she could not say anything. She could only let the bad guy touch her.
In the intervals of trance, Ning Zhiran's gaze would occasionally fall on the street lights outside the car window.
The streetlight's halo was orange, warm, and reflected the falling snow with remarkable clarity.
He looked at the fine snow and thought that from now on, there might be two fewer people in this world who would live out their lives alone.
They may also be like they are now, holding hands, from the age of early twenties, to go together to see the snow eighty years later.
Eighty years is a long time, but snow falls every year. As long as they're still alive, they can watch it together every year. Ning Zhiran even began to wonder what life would be like after eighty years, when they'd all become old men. Would Gong Gou still be so rich? Would he go bankrupt? Then he'd have to get up and work hard to earn money to support this wealthy dog.
He wondered, would they argue? Would they still make love often? Would they watch the snow on the balcony together? Would they smile and say, "I should have gotten together sooner, if only I had known" as the snow fell?
That’s great.
With you by my side, I won’t feel cold even if it snows heavily.
Thank you, my big idiot.
A big fool who loves me very much.
My boyfriend. My lover. My first love.
The heat continued to come over, Gong Huai raised the corner of his mouth and held Ning Zhiran's hand.
Gong Huai said, "Call me husband and let me hear it."
Ning Zhiran whispered, "Husband, I love you."
"Then hold on to your husband's hand tightly." Gong Huai said, "Don't let go again."
Ning Zhiran lowered her head and looked at their clasped hands. Her fingers quietly slipped into his fingers, clasping theirs tightly.
"Yes." Ning Zhiran's voice was small but very firm. "It's locked. I won't run away, and I won't let go again."
The Rolls-Royce shook in the snow, and two hours later, in the heavy snow, it drove away into the distance.
Ning Zhiran didn't understand what love was. But just like Gong Huai said before.
He can learn.
Maybe I will learn a little slower. Maybe I will be a little less intelligent and won’t learn as fast as Gong Huai.
However, one of his greatest strengths is his diligence and hard work.
He felt that sooner or later he would overtake others.
Ning Zhiran also read many fairy tales when she was a child. Cinderella met the prince who saved her, and the two lived happily ever after in a big castle.
And their versions of the story seem to be different.
The wealthy prince found another down-and-out prince with a strong heart.
The two little princes will protect their kingdom together.
A name called "love"...
A warm, shining, little kingdom.
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